"Babe will you come with me?" I ask as I run a straightener through my hair. "Ya of course. Do you want me to take Peyton to Chris or do you want her to come with us?" "We can drop her off at Chris' that way we can do something after" "Mmm like what?" Kevin asks hugging my waist and dodging the straightener. "We can go see a movie or go to the park or go to lunch?" "Or go home and eat you for lunch" he mumbles probably not for me to hear but I do earning him a smack to the head. "Um no we will go on a date like normal people" "Ugh fine I'll go get ready." and he walks off to get dressed and get Peyton.
"Does it hurt?" I ask motioning for Kevin to give me his hand. He reaches over and I intertwine our fingers while the doctor says how the whole process works. Summed up I get a shot where the baby is and it's all good from there. "Will she be able to have kids after?" Kevin unexpectedly asks from beside me. I look over at him while the doctor explains it will not effect future children in anyway and Kevin seems satisfied with that answer.
After a little pain and more talking we finally leave the doctors office and Kevin walks us to the car. "Did you decide what you wanted to do babe?" he asks me once we are seated. "Movies?" "Yes ma'am, one with the fucking seats?" "That's not what they are for!!" "Oh but they can be" he chuckles and drives off to the movies.
We get popcorn and an icee both to share since it was like $20 just for those 2 things before heading to the theater and finding a seat. "Still feeling ok?" He asks pulling me between his legs in the giant chair. "Yeah I don't feel it at all" I grab a handful of the popcorn and lean into his chest allowing him to eat the popcorn out of my hand. "Heyyy" "Shhh" he laughs and dumps more popcorn into my hand accidently spilling it all over us. "Kevin!!" I whisper yell through laughing which earns us both a shushing from everyone else here. "Oh stop we are more interesting then the commercials" he sasses.
Halfway through the movie I realize I haven't heard a single word the whole time due to my loud thoughts. "Hey Kevin?" "Yeah babe?" "Do you wants more kids?" I ask quietly referring to previous comments the past few days. "Um yeah I do" he answers and I don't respond going back to my thoughts.
"What's wrong?" Kevin asks when we get home. "Nothing I'm just thinking" "About?" "Kids" I leave a simple response and head to our room to get changed into comfier clothes. "Babe if you don't want anoyher kid we won't have one it was just a thought I-" I cut him off attaching our lips and hugs his waist to mine. "I know and I'm just thinking about it" He nods before pulling away with a smile. "I love you" "I love you too 39."
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ur lucky i updated
i didnt want to look at pics of him so instead u can enjoy dansby swanson doing who knows what...maybe hes arguing someones safe? maybe he just wanted to do an irish jig? the world may never know
